Samuel L Jackson in Pulp Fiction, for the way he delivered it… Ezekiel 25:17 The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides By the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will Shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness For he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children And I will strike down upon thee With great vengeance and furious anger Those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers And you will know my name is the Lord When I lay my vengeance upon thee
“You may be wondering why the red suit? Well that’s so bad guys can’t see me bleed. This guy’s got the right idea. He wore the brown pants”
“If you want me, just whistle. You know how to whistle, don't you, Steve? You just put your lips together and blow."
You mean...let me understand this, ‘cause, you know, maybe it’s me, I’m a little ****** up maybe, but I’m funny how, I mean, funny like I’m a clown, I amuse you? I make you laugh? I’m here to fuckin’ amuse you? What do you mean funny, funny how? How am I funny?